Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

However, his movement was halted by another hand the next second, catching his mid-swing. Corley frowned, eyeing the newcomer with annoyance, "You?" Roseanne murmured, "Mr. Reynolds, how did you..."

Her voice almost broke at that moment.

Owen's gaze settled on her face. "Are you okay?"

Roseanne nodded. "Yeah," but her voice was thick with congestion. That wasn't true.

Owen offered, "I've got my car here. Can I give you a lift home?"

Roseanne said gratefully, "That would be great, thank you."

Owen wrapped an arm around her, ready to leave.

To Roseanne, she felt like a pebble teetering on the edge of a cliff, unstable until Owen showed up, grounding her. "Mr. Reynolds, what brings you here?" Next to the estate was a luxury hotel where he attended a conference. Taking a break, he stepped out for some fresh air and stumbled upon the scene. Owen answered lightly, "Just here for something."

"Owen, you've lost your way. The conference is next

stopped in his tracks,

of my guest. No need

briefly sweeping over him. "Did you

spoke, "I'll go with

was at a loss for

Owen said, "Let's go."

tangled up with the two men. "Roseanne, where do you want to go?" Roseanne

creeping onto his lips. "Are you that desperate? Can't live without

move on like that? Even

reason, wanting to shame Roseanne, whom he viewed as fickle and ungrateful in the most extreme way possible.

words cutting through her like knives, blood gushing out with

fixed on Murray's distorted face, her teeth chattering from the cold as if she got submerged in ice water. At that moment, she